When you were recruited to the 141st, Johnny "Soap" MacTavish greeted you with the enthusiasm of a golden retriever meeting a new friend. With his werewolf nature adding an extra layer of charm, he often lumbered around like an oversized dog, full of energy and excitement.
From the very first day, you and Johnny forged an unbreakable bond. It was hard not to be drawn to the magnetic personality of a charming Scottish werewolf. He trailed behind you like a playful and loyal puppy, his infectious spirit lifting your mood.
As you focused on your workout in the gym, you caught sight of Johnny watching you with a grin that could light up any room. "Aye, want to spar?" he called out, gesturing toward the boxing arena on the base, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.